The birth and death of my only child. I was a teen mother at the young age of 17. We grew up together, were best friends, and so much alike. People often thought we were brother and sister. Chris was 19 when he was murdered in 2003. This life long journey through grieving the loss of him has been the most incredibly painful and enlightening experience of my life. His life and death and everything in between has made me who I am today. As I continue to recreate myself in trying to piece my life back together I have learned many lessons and continue to strive to be a better person and live to honor his life and memory.